Lyrics:
spent like a rack and some change for it
Get some money neva change for it
Trade Da paper fa Da Range Rover
K.O. Savage finna take ova
I was jus down
double
Your energy wasn't fazed by the cameras and lights
We learned to stay dedicated keep money in our sight
Shout out to Gotti ya music helped me
out, I'm the C-A-S-A-N, the O-V-A
And the rest is F-L-Y
You see I go by the code of the doctor of the mix
And these reasons I'll tell you why
You
blow money don't save it
They ask if I'm killing them softly
Put them to sleep coffin
Surrounded by wolves and vultures
They ready to eat if you cross me
bout the flow, nigga
Pull up out the door nigga
Fuck and get a murder show
Been a hunter and a gunner, and a stunna
Nigga get money representin' uptown
bout the flow, nigga
Pull up out the door nigga
Fuck and get a murder show
Been a hunter and a gunner, and a stunna
Nigga get money representin' uptown
was famous
My naked wrist look like it got
Hit by a couple of paintas
Im gettin money but the fact
That im gangsta nevea changes
I goy my Locs on waitin
Cause I don't want none don't want the fame of this shit
You can have it should of just took the money and then run
That ain't how a real nigga play it
This dream gon work still she flushed away by the way that i flipped it
Stack soon come fat like Griffin
Under pressure they crumble like biscuit
out, I'm the C-A-S-A-N, the O-V-A
And the rest is F-L-Y
You see I go by the code of the doctor of the mix
And these reasons I'll tell you why
You
then you gotta come to
You want it done right then you gotta come to
The beat made by my nigga E
And the rhymes by Huey B
You want it done right then you
to have a drink
Conversations ‘bout bitches and buying the winter, grabbing minks
I been broke
I been balling
Now nigga this Chapter 3
I chase money so you
Fake friends we don’t shake hands
I’m still getting money like a made man
Fake friends we don’t shake hands
I’m still in the game like a made man
Listen mama Benny Hunter
A fo go the chow, eatin' good round here and I'll show ya how
To get money, mo money baby M.O.B.
Money ova all these bish
wall
Only difference is Chuck might give you that call
To march on Friday, yeah, it's kind of frightening
Let me move so I don't get hit by the bolt
upside down
Ova' the money the money the money the money the cake
the money's in good hands, huh
Four rings like LeBron tatted on my dashboard
Fly shit, clean body tatted by the passport, huh
What I rap for? To push
By the Christians, it is written
That in the black Myrthian age
There existed an addiction to blood, blood, blood, blood
Drink it up, fifty
and call it 24s
You sit on 24s and we sip on 24s
Got the Caddy sitting on a pair of Gucci penny-loafs
I get money, fuck wit bitches that give me mo'
Man, you
and call it 24s
You sit on 24s and we sip on 24s
Got the Caddy sitting on a pair of Gucci penny-loafs
I get money, fuck wit bitches that give me mo'
Man, you
Loved by the baddest so I can't complain
Her ass the fattest, she ain't had to pay
All natural and so pretty the face
Yeah she a queen and slim be
no sauce
Lately I been feeling like I never took a loss
I cut some people off
Claiming they gon' be there ridin' with me 'til the end
Now I'm by my
you swimmin' with the koi
Five to Nine like Royce
Big money by choice (Fettyyy)
Big money by choice
NANI
NANI
Yo' bitch is joinin' my posse
NANI
NANI
gaps settin' up booby traps
Cutting Gordian knots by formulating these plots....
Takin' ova da world!!!____ from village to city,
Like King, commander
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